Archive for November 15th, 2007

Impressing the others

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

A young Air Force 2nd Lieutenant had just arrived at Misawa AFB in Japan.

He’d been given a beautiful renovated office and had it furnished with antiques.

Sitting there, he saw an enlisted man come into his outer office.

Wishing to appear the hot shot, the officer picked up the phone and started to pretend he was exchanging chit chat with the Base Commander.

He threw Colonel’s and General’s names around and talked about letting them stay in his Daddy’s condo in Hawaii, and then set up a golfing date between him, the Base Commander, and the CO’s of the Naval Security Group and Naval Air Facility.

Finally he hung up and asked the Sergeant, “Can I help you sergeant?”

The TSGT said, “Yes sir, I’m here to activate your phone lines.”

Silly collection

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

What is posthumous work?
Something written by someone after they are dead!

What is the most slippery country in the world?
Greece!

What is the strongest bird?
A crane!

What is the smelliest city in America?
Phew York!

What did the fireman’s wife get for Christmas?
A ladder in her stocking!

Who was the best actor in the bible?
Samson, he brought the house down!

What cake wanted to rule the world?
Atilla the Bun!

The Police Officer’s Christmas

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

Twas the night before Christmas

and throughout the substation,
Not a deputy stirred,
they were all on vacation.

The stockings were hung
on the wall with great care,
Next to some T-shirts
and old underwear.

I was working the night shift
compiling stats,
Answering the phone,
and feeding the rat.

When all of a sudden
there arose such a clatter,
I leapt from my desk
to see what was the matter!

I opened the door
with a creak and a crick,
And saw a jolly red fat man
I knew must be St. Nick.

I had seen his picture
a time or two,
He was wanted:
Article 27 - Section 342.

I threw open the door
and commanded him “Freeze!”
“Put your hands on you head
and get down on your knees.”

But he turned and he ran,
up the chimney he flew,
With me in pursuit,
toward Booth St. I knew.

When we got to the roof
Santa made for his sleigh,
Throwing down toys
and blocking my way.

As I got to the peak,
he threw down some crack,
I slipped and I fell
landing flat on my back.

To my front I was faced
with a toy M-1 tank,
And Pink Power Rangers
covering my flank.

“On Dasher, on Dancer!”,
he cried loud and clear.
Then I got off three rounds
and dropped the lead deer.

And I heard Santa say
as he sailed into the blue,
“Merry Christmas to all!
My Lawyers will sue!”

I think I need a pair of glasses

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

Patient: Doctor, I think I need glasses.

Teller: You certainly do! This is a bank.

Who handles cases?

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

Nugent needed legal advice, so he walked into the office of Gregory, Ellis and Gregory. Nugent sat down at the desk of the senior member of the firm.

“If you’re not rally in bad trouble, I’ll take the case,” said Gregory. “If you’re in a real jam and want to get out of it, my partner will handle it.

If, on the other hand, you’re not involved and want to get in trouble, my on, who just graduated from law school, will take it!”

Investment counselor

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

An investment counselor decided to go out on her own. She was shrewd and diligent, so business kept coming in, and pretty soon she realized that she needed an in-house counsel. The investment banker began to interview young lawyers.

“As I’m sure you can understand,” she started off with one of the first applicants, “in a business like this, our personal integrity must be beyond question.” She leaned forward. “Mr. Mayberry, are you an honest lawyer?”

“Honest?” replied the job prospect. “Let me tell you something about honest. Why, I’m so honest that my father lent me $15,000 for my education, and I paid back every penny the minute I tried my very first case.”

“Impressive. And what sort of case was that?” asked the investment counselor.

The lawyer squirmed in his seat and admitted, “He sued me for the money.”

Knock knock collection

Thursday, November 15th, 2007

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Giuseppe!
Giuseppe who!
Giuseppe my apology?

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Gizaa!
Giza who!
Giza nice boy!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Gladys!
Gladys who!
Gladys it’s my last joke!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Gladys!
Gladys who!
Gladys the weekend, aren’t you!

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Glasgow!
Glasgow who!
Glasgow to the movies!